I met my brother for coffee yesterday. Like me, he's a creative, an actor/writer aspiring to be a showrunner and currently producing a short film. During our chat the topic moved onto my own concerns about my art and my freelancing, and I wanted to share some of those thoughts here.
Sometimes it feels like the only emotion that really encapsulates the disabled experience is frustration. I think able bodied people expect things to be a lot less centred around anger; they expect us to be either sad and self-pitying or blithely ignoring our disability in order to forge our way forward and "not let it hold us back". Yes, those are themes too, but if it's anything I've found to be the crux of my disabled experience it's flat-out frustration.